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Bright looked at the parchment in his hand carefully and made sure that he had made a mistake and that he was indeed coming to Test Point 13. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info then he saw that many people here were not queuing, but watching.

At this time, dozens of students were surrounding this test site, and several test points next to it were empty, obviously they were all coming from the side to see the excitement, and the sound of their mutual inquiries and discussions came to Bright's ears.

"She's Roberts! she's amazing! she's already able to control fourteen wind blades at the same time, such a strong control!"

"And she's super beautiful, so I really wish I could take lessons with her. ”

"Don't talk nonsense, she is the saintess of the Stormwind Church, and her status is much higher than that of ordinary gods. And she's already a magician before she has finished her five-year compulsory course! So she's both a mentor and a student, but she won't take the same classes as you, a freshman, and it's almost the same as you to listen to her lectures. ”

"Fifteen Wind Blades! She's already in control of fifteen at the same time! It's said that the Grand Magus level is nothing more than that in terms of magical control. ”

"But the Grand Magus can send out eighth-level magic, and the power of high-level magic is much stronger than that of this level of wind blade, right? ”

"You're new here, aren't you? Let me tell you, qi magic is different from other magic! The first-level magic of other systems all occupy a certain volume, and blindly enhancing the magic will increase the volume and cause the instability of the magic itself. Therefore, the first-level fireball technique can be expanded to the third-level Great Fireball technique at most, and the first-level light bullet technique can only be enhanced to the third-level large light bullet technique. But the Wind Blade is different, the Wind Blade itself is a flak, there is no volume and does not take up space, and the thinner the sharper the attribute, so that the stronger the control of the mage, the thinner the Wind Blade, and the more it can be stacked. No matter how many other first-level magic spells are issued, they can't break the defense, and there is no such thing as a wind blade technique that stacks enough layers!

"Ahh

Bright squeezed into the crowd and saw a tall female mage in a silk white dress, on which faint inscriptions could be faintly seen, apparently custom-made magical clothing. Compared to students like Bright, who can only afford to wear standard magic robes, students who wear custom magic costumes are obviously a notch higher.

The palm of her left hand was facing up, flat on her chest, and there were small whirlpools in it, which eventually evolved into sharp wind blades, joining the group of wind blades around her, and more than a dozen wind blades around her body kept rotating and rising and falling, like a spirit jumping happily. The elves rolled the goddess's dress and long hair with joy, giving the others the feeling that she was in the eye of the storm. In the fluctuation of the skirt, occasionally revealing the naked jade feet underneath, Bright only found that the toes were still dozens of centimeters away from the ground, she was not tall, but had been floating in the air!

For other classes, running with a pair of enchanted Haste boots can greatly increase the acceleration and top speed of running. However, as long as the qi mage reaches the level of the great mage, they can fly in the air, and the boots become a useless burden for them, which will reduce the flight speed. Although the truth is like this, in fact, it is very rare to see a qi magician who does not wear shoes, and there is no other reason than conformity. But she did just that, and you can see her purity from this.

When the surrounding wind blades increased to eighteen, the qi elements in the space seemed to tremble, and then the paths of the eighteen wind blades became disordered, and finally escaped in all directions, bombarding the outer earth defense magic array, and bursts of yellow light flashed on the magic array, withstanding this round of attacks. The instructor in charge of the test opened his mouth wide, and it took him a while to come back to his senses and hand him the parchment of the test results in a panic. After saying thank you, he slowly floated away, and the onlookers dispersed.

Bright has memories of fighting skills from his previous life, and his understanding of magical control has taken it to the next level. In terms of power alone, the legal office is far stronger than the military position. However, in the battle of the same level, the legal profession is more likely to lose, the reason is the control of the power, although the martial arts of the combat profession are smaller, but they have absolute control over this power, and the magic released by the mage is huge, and the useless loss of this power is also huge. And the so-called magic control of this test is the weakness of the mage, if the control is strong, it is to make up for the shortest shortcoming.

Bright looked at the back, as if he felt that she had some resemblance to himself. Shaking his head to dispel the thought, Bbright stepped forward and coughed, drawing the eyes of the tutor in charge of the test back to him, and the tutor blushed embarrassedly and hurriedly taught Brett the steps of the test.

This project, called the control test, is not very complicated, the student stands in the defensive magic array, casts a level of magic, and the magic is not allowed to be issued after it is formed, but is controlled around himself, and continues to condense the next level of magic, the more magic that can be controlled, the stronger the control.

Bright immediately began the test, and naturally used the most commonly used ice moon technique, but he found that when the second spell was released, it was difficult to control the stability of the previous one. Bright remembered the wind blade that swirled around his body, and realized that he needed to use rotation to maintain the balance and stability of his magic. In this way, the second Ice Moon was successfully cast, and the two ice moons rotated around Bright at the same speed, although they were two in number, but in Bright's consciousness they were already one. When the Ice Moon condensed to the third, the balance that Brett had carefully maintained was suddenly broken, and the Ice Moon immediately collapsed.

There was a pang of chagrin in Bright's heart, this magic control had little to do with the level, he didn't expect that the gap between himself and that one was so big. In Bright's memory fragments, there is the youthful persistence of wanting to become the Son of Light in his previous life. Although it seems that he doesn't think so, at least that is his former self, and when he met the Holy Maiden of the Storm Church at this time, he naturally had the heart to win, but he didn't want to lose the first battle.

The voice of the affairs mentor came from outside the defensive magic array, "The ice system is a compound magic, which is not easy to control, so try using single-element magic instead." ”

Bright's heart moved, and fireballs were silently emitted, circling around his body like a circle of hot wheels. It wasn't until five fireballs were gathered that it finally became uncontrollable, shooting out into the sky and bursting open on the defensive magic array. A brilliant burst of fire surrounded Bright, but fortunately, his fireball technique was extremely powerful and did not cause any damage.

Taking the parchment, Bright looked at the B on it. But I think it's ironic, is five a B? What level should eighteen be? Bright walked dejectedly to the next test point.

With mixed feelings, the tutor in charge of the test wrote down Dakko's name on a piece of parchment, which was to be reported to the Academy, and on which a special list of students was recorded, which was undoubtedly recorded. As for Darko, the magic apprentice who can silently use the fireball technique should be considered a special child, right?

In the next test, Brett also got good results. In the mana-only test, Brett did not use the extreme mana on the skeleton, only revealing his own mana, and the test result was comparable to that of a magic apprentice.

The morning passed quickly, and Bright also came to the last test point to conduct a mental power test. Spiritual power is the power externalized by the soul, not only does the magician need spiritual power to communicate with the external magic elements, but the internal vision carried out by the samurai when cultivating the fighting spirit is also completed by spiritual power.

The mental power test is also very simple, a huge crystal ball with a height of one person is placed in the center of the venue, as long as the spiritual power is injected into it, the strength of the mental power of the tested person can be judged by the degree of luminescence.

Because the process is simple, there are more people in line here. When Bright stood at the end of the line and lined up, he suddenly felt that the back in front of him was a little familiar, and if he looked closely, who else could it be except for the spotless white dress and the slender feet that never fell to the ground?

As if sensing the gaze from behind, he turned around and saw only that it was a man wrapped in a cloak. Seeing a lot of such gaze, he didn't care, turned his head and glanced at Bright before turning back to it.

Bright noticed that the cloak enchantment that Phyllis had given to Darko was so powerful that he couldn't even see through it, so he settled down and took a closer look. She looks as tall as him, but she's actually flying in the air, so she's supposed to be about the same height as Phyllis. However, Bright leaned out his spiritual power to sense the past carefully, and there were indeed no magic ornaments on his body, so that the cultivation method of not pretending to be foreign objects could indeed exercise stronger strength, but in the battle, there was no doubt that he would fall behind, and the gains outweighed the losses.

After a while, it was the turn of the test, standing in front of the crystal ball and closing his eyes and concentrating, a hazy cyan light gradually appeared in the crystal ball, and this bright light gradually increased, until it was dazzling, and then stopped. At this time, the crystal ball was already stronger than the magical light used to illuminate it at night.

"The test is over, mental power level A. ”

There was a shout of admiration all around, and Bright noticed that the students next to him had gathered more.

Slowly retracting his spiritual power, the crystal ball returned to transparency. After thanking him, he took the parchment and prepared to leave.

Then Brett stepped forward and carefully guided a ray of his spiritual power into the crystal ball. Brett knew that his spiritual power would be more special because of the power of faith, so in order not to attract too much attention, he decided to preserve his strength.

Suddenly, a storm seemed to have been caused in the huge crystal ball, and the light inside was not strong, occupying only a small part of the volume of the huge crystal ball. But it was like a stone thrown into the water, setting off a storm in the crystal ball.

For a moment, all the eyes that stayed on the body shifted to a small angle at the same time, and fell on Bright next to him.

Bright was also frightened, and hurriedly pulled out that wisp of spiritual power. But it was too late, and there was a click, and a tiny crack appeared on the huge crystal ball, and then the crack grew bigger and bigger, until it spread to the entire ball wall. Finally, with a bang, the entire crystal ball shattered into fragments. The students and affairs instructors around them who had not yet dispersed were all dumbfounded.

"This ...... How could it be ......"

The old affairs instructor in charge of this test point saw clearly from the side, this student did not touch the crystal ball, so he could only rely on the infusion of spiritual power to make the crystal ball broken, and there was only one non-physical reason that could make the crystal shatter, that is, it was instantly infused with a huge amount of spiritual power with divinity. But this crystal ball is known from the volume alone, it is absolutely extraordinary, not only is it coated with a transparent coating to isolate divinity, not to mention its huge volume, even if you remove the coating to make it shatter, it will at least need the gods to reach a super high level to have so much divine spiritual power, which is probably only possible for the popes of various temples. The old instructor couldn't understand how the student in front of him in a cloak did it. Could it be, which big man is he?

Just as she was about to leave, she heard the sound of breaking, turned around, and found that it was the student in the cloak, her expression was surprised for a moment, and then she returned to normal, turning her head to look at the alchemy machine next to her, which was spitting out the parchment of the test results.

"Darko Nike Remmons. Nike Remmons?" was puzzled, as the Holy Maiden of the Stormwind Church, she knew all about the situation of the major families and forces, but she had not heard that the Nike Remones family had a magic apprentice named Darko, so she couldn't help but pay more attention to it and remember its image firmly.

Bright shattered the crystal ball, and this matter naturally can't be left at that. The price of magic crystals is more expensive than gold, and crystal balls are alchemical products made by alchemists using a large amount of magic crystal powder through a series of professional skills. Therefore, most of the crystal balls are made of broken or small pieces of magic crystals, but if you count the labor cost of an alchemist, the price is not cheap, let alone such a huge crystal ball.

Ten minutes later, Bright was already sitting in the dean's office, and Bright felt that this matter must not be fooled around. Paul sat next to Bright, wiping his sweat from his nose with his sleeve. Paul had already completed all the tests and was standing in the doorway looking at the beautiful woman, when he saw Bright walking out accompanied by several affairs mentors. Bright was ordered by Phyllis and George to take custody of him, in case something went wrong, the latter was fine, the former. Paul was so stunned that he didn't dare to think about it, so he immediately caught up with Bright and went to the dean's office together.

Behind the desk sat a slender figure, her neckline open extremely low, revealing a snow-white breast, her legs sticking out of her deliberately shortened magical robes and resting on the desk, her fingers rhythmically tapping against the armrests of the chair. Paul swallowed hard, because sitting across from him was the intimidating and fearful Magister Monet, who was also the director of the San Diego branch. She has always been known for her decisiveness, and her most brilliant achievement was when she dropped the scores of thirty-five students to zero in one day, and was expelled from the academy. But looking at the looming mountains and ravines on the other side, Paul couldn't help but swallow another mouthful of saliva.

"It must have been the end of the life of the crystal ball! Yes, that's it! Daktronics didn't touch the crystal ball at all, it wasn't physical. It must have been about to shatter, just in time when Darko was testing!" Paul said as he kept reorienting the huge fat head to get a better perspective.

The beating suddenly stopped, replaced by a capable female voice, "I didn't ask you!"

Paul's head suddenly stopped, and a thorn came out of thin air and appeared under his fat chin. Paul desperately squeezed out a harmless smile and narrowed his eyes smaller and smaller, indicating that he was not looking at anything.

"Darko, why do you think the crystal ball shattered?" Monet leaned forward, two round bulges squeezed into the desk, and the neckline of his magic robe was almost overwhelmed.

"I've tried to input as little mental power as possible. Bright said truthfully.

The knocking sound sounded again, Monet leaned back in her chair, she closed her eyes and thought for a long time before she said, "Very well, you can go back." ”

Paul was stunned, "That's it?"

"What? You want to stay overnight?"

Paul jumped up as if he had been pricked by a needle, shook his fat head vigorously, pulled Bright up and ran out of the office.

The dean's brow furrowed deeply, Bright deliberately controlled the amount of input when he injected mental power, and she knew that this was true. Since Bright directly admitted this, it shows that he has no malicious intent, and this is enough. As for why the crystal ball was broken, this must be Bright's secret, who doesn't have a secret, it's good that both sides tacitly understand this, she said to herself, "This batch of students is really a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger." ”

Brett and Darko's road to the Academy of Magic is destined not to be peaceful.

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